Thursday, August 30, 2007

Poetry Thursday - Tug of War

In this, my last contribution to Poetry Thursday, I want to say good-bye to the great people who contributed so much to the poetry road I now walk down. I started a poetry class two weeks ago and I already feel myself growing in directions that I never would have imagined trying. Tug of War is one of those directions. I never would have imagined that I would write in sonnet form nor pay attention to formal meter and yet with the completion of this first sonnet, I know I will do many more in this form. So while we say good-bye to Poetry Thursday, I know that we all look forward to discovering what will be taking its place.

Tug of War

Life pulling hard, pulls, reaching, straining,
As daily life wears and erodes my soul.
Life not steady, must be ever changing,
Yet a steady life is my major goal.
Work intrudes, interrupts the daily grind,
Thoughts of waiting future my daily breath.
Evenings weep, bittersweet slices of rind,
Eight to five void, a recurring small death.
Passions igniting, life filled with hope.
Gardens explode with energy, burst with dreams.
The span between, fragile, a bridge of rope,
Daily life hinting at more than it seems.
Life, many moments tried, judged and chanced,
Life inhabited now, richly enhanced.

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